"Son..." A voice echoed in his sleep.
It was a female voice, sweet and caring, but very distant. As distant as a memory slowly being lost in time...
"My prince! Come here, your sister wants to hear about the King of the Jungle! You join us here so that I won't have to tell this story twice. Haha."
The voice sounded out near his ears and because the tone was very joyful, he was sure a smile was adorning that voice owner's face when she said this.
All of a sudden, he saw a younger version of him, a naive and lovely eleven-year-old boy. The boy happily went to the smiling woman's side and after hugging her, he sat next to his cute eight-year-old sister.
